This is a poem that I started in May. Yes, May. It's now completed.
This is a sort of sequel to a poem I wrote in September of 2009. Here's the link to that one, if you wish to read it.
From The Start.
And now back to your feature presentation... :)
Until Now
You know me, that is certain
Predict a reaction
with only a fraction
of doubt - draw the curtain
Different on our own
How I should have known
Conversations so keen
And with that certain ring...
Cling. Words through my mind
Memoirs of old
What was done, what was told
You and I - now I find
A puzzle. Me.
Always unfinished
Yet something diminished
brings more - see?
A new understanding?
Too many thoughts landing
so much I've been handing
away
Built up and then broken
Twice
The warmth of the summer then
Ice
Only the same on our own
How I should have known; should have seen
Things we wouldn't say
If they weren't away... certain ring
Cling. Rush through my head
This or that feeling instead
What was done, what was said
gather - and then have fled
Thoughts so kind...
Shouldn't be this way
Neither go nor stay
From the Start - Until Now
Can I attempt to say how?
Undefined.
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